Chapter 2
Jordan woke up and looked around. Skye was in the corner trying to pull a door open, while her other three friends lay sleeping, Dana snoring quite loudly. "Where the hell are we?" Jordan asked, and Skye turned around to face Jordan. She walked toward her and shrugged, as Alison woke up, and yawned. She look started and quickly stood up.
"We don't know where we are," Skye said to Alison. Alison bit her nail and a look of worry spread across her face like peanut butter on a piece of white bread. Once Dana and Lindsay woke up, a voice came over the intercom. It was a big booming voice, and sounded like a megaphone that covered up someone's voice, so no one knew who it was.
"Listen," said the deep voice. "You girls are here in a broken down glass factory. Traps have been set up everywhere for you guys. Try and find your way out. And if you don't get out in 5 hours, the whole factory will be blown up by a ticking time bomb strapped to the floor in the basement. Look around for a key. Use your head. Good luck." Silence. No one was talking. Dana looked paranoid.
"Was that…Are we…What the hell?" Lindsay asked, looking around furiously. "Who was that?" she asked. Everyone just stood there, not moving at all. Lindsay thought for awhile. "He said use your head." The girls looked up, and suddenly their minds started racing. "Any ideas?" she asked the girls. Jordan stepped forward and nodded.
"Yeah, he said use your heads…well, look, over there. It's a cracked tile," Jordan said to the girls. Skye walked over and started feeling the tile.
"Um, you want us to smash our heads into this!" she asked.
"I don't know really," Jordan replied. "What else do you want us to do?" she asked Skye. The rest of the girls were clueless, and they minds still racing. No one was moving. No one even wanted to think why they were put into this situation. Dana was shaking a little bit and looked like she was sick. Lindsay walked over and hugged her.
"Wait…" Lindsay was touching Dana. She pulled her hand away and blood was all over it. She screamed and backed away. Dana started to feel too, the top of her head, and felt a cold hard surface. She pulled on it, and it slowly came out. She was crying, and blood was dripping down it. It was the key. She stumbled over to the door and unlocked it.
"Oh my god," said Skye. "He stuck that into her head. Use your HEAD! Get it?" she asked. The girls shook their heads slowly and walked out the door. Skye followed.
To be continued.